A rose by any other name smells just as sweet

 This particular piece is very dear to my heart. This was the very first poem I’ve ever written. First literary piece from my Literature Class in high school, 2003 it was. It is dedicated to the most special person in my life, my dear mother.

Oh! Mother!

How beautiful a heart with 

Love so warm you have

How unconditionally, abundantly

That love you give.

Oh! mère!

With your fully blown breasts

You nurtured me

Into, but a lotus blossoms

Bouncing me.

Oh! والدة!

You have made a woman out

Of a baby

Made a lady from your 

Young one.

Oh! मां !

How you suffered the 

Pangs of birth but endured

Even in rugs

You clothed me

Oh! madre!

How grateful and

Thankful

I am

For letting me see this day

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